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The Jock-Strapped

Free-balling in his new leather pants, Jack takes Ryan's cycle to find action

added by D 15 years ago I O

Jack decided to go commando in his new leather jeans. He headed to Jason's bedroom, and modeled his new leather pants in front of the full-length mirror on the inside of Jason's closet door. Jack ran his index finger along the supple leather. He really liked the way the pants were seamed along the butt crack to make them hug his butt cheeks. He had spent months working out in the prison gym to hone his buns of steel. He flexed his glutes and watched the leather ripple. A thought struck him, and he slapped his thigh.

"Haha, I always wanted a pair of snake skin pants, and now I got 'em!" Jack exclaimed.

He rummaged through Jason's clothing and helped himself to a muscle t-shirt, a few more gold chains, and a pack of cigarettes. He also pocketed Jason's wallet. He put on his boots, picked up his leather biker jacket, and headed outside. He frowned as looked at his own beat up old Honda motorcycle. He grinned as he eyed Ryan's bike where Snake had parked it.

"Well, seeing as how the only way you can sit on it now is with my butt inside you, I don't think you'll object to my takining your bike," Jake said to his crotch. He grinned as he reached in the compartment under the seat, true to form Jason had stashed the key there when he parked.

Now Jack was on the open rode. He had ridden for about 15 minutes when he spotted the Eagle Tavern at the crossroads. It was still early but nearly a dozen motorcycles were already lined up out front. Jack grinned as he pulled in. The big burly bouncer could see Jack was in his 20's but he still insisted on ID. Jack flipped his wallet open and flashed his driver's license.

"Okay, Jason, you can go in," said the bouncer.

"Thanks," Jack answered. He had flashed the wrong wallet, and been mistaken for his kid-stepbrother. Jason must've had a phony ID since he was only 19, but it was good enough to fake out the bouncer. Jack ordered a beer, and rubbed his chin as he spread his legs to straddle a bar stool. Jack could start a new life as Jason Tyler, all his former misdeeds as Jack would be forgotten.

As he sipped the cold beer, Jack started. He became aware of the consciousness inside his leather lined pants. Ryan and Jason were still alive and totally aware. Their thoughts were still vaguely clouded from Jack's perspective, but the idea that they were alive, aware and trapped as his pants started to arouse Jack. He noticed the chalkboard behind the bar, and grinned evilly. He could hear the faint entreaties of no and please don't, but that only made him harder.

"I'll take a bowl of chilli and three bean burritos," Jack ordered.

"That'll give you gas," said a guy on a nearby stool.

Jack turned and grinned at the scruffy guy, and whispered, "Ever hear of a Dutch Oven?"


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